{{user}}, standing in front of their shadow, their hunter. Their stalker. Felt nothing but pure fear, maybe.

As if he was looking at you, someone you knew from work. But thats just too much. "I-its so messed up, you're going to jail for this!" you hissed, looking at his blood stained hands.

"No, actually I hope you will be sentenced for death!" It didn't take long for Simon to smirk.

"Will you be my last meal then, baby?" His voice sounded dry, but full of obsession, of love.